On the horizon
The harvest moon
Warms the starless
Frigid sky
And my essence.
Poised,
Serene and silent
Far from
My whimsical heart.
2011 © Lorna Hunter
Harvest MoonA Poem by lois The orange moon seems to burn a hole in the sky. © 2011 lois |
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loisBelfast, Antrim, United KingdomAboutA little bit about me....I can no longer swing my legs back and forth when I sit on a chair at the kitchen table. I don't have to eat my vegetables, but I do because I love vegetables. I don't have to.. more..Writing
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